Tag: Kariana Michelle

Poem: thin lines

It’s hard to love your body when it’s the reason: repeated repeated repeated repeated damage and transgressions. It’s hard to not want– claw shred rip –your own skin off with shining acrylic nails, a coffin shape, etched to kill. Or make yourself unappealing— to get so fat averted eyes protect your dignity— or conversely to…

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Poem: Wolves in our Closet

13 years of memories, I count and shovel through Recounting your transgressions and tallying the lies, And the multitude of times You looked me in the eyes Without a hint of the dirt Piled in your mind. No twitch of regret, no downcast gaze, Just a smile and a nod, A hand reached out To…

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Poem: Your Name

Like a dirty word, Like an accusation, Like an insult, Like a crime. I hear it, and it’s like being punched in the throat, Like being slit from breast to navel, Like being startled to A heart attack, Like having someone leap From around a corner. How my entire body Jolts, Intestines to stomach and lungs to…

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Poem: Psychopaths and Socrates

We aren’t supposed to stare at the wall while we think. Philosophers and great thinkers stare at ceilings and stars, engrossed in the answers to the universe. Only psychopaths stare at walls. We cannot be bothered to turn our heads to heaven. Because the walls have answers heaven can’t provide. The wall holds secrets of…

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Poem: Raw

Like wanting to carve my own body, up through intestines and stomach and liver to the residence of the heart. To squeeze and bleed her dry, take every beat of hers away. Then climb up past the lungs Up through the esophagus To spill into the mouth and Rip through the sinus cavity To the…

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